#twits
Not To Be Trashed: Guest Post by Mary Mollica
Today’s guest blogger is my old friend, Mary Mollica whom I have known since 1975 when we found each other in 2nd grade. Today, Mary recalls our most excellent high school art teacher, Carl Wenzel. She’s not lying about his quirky-awesomeness. My homeroom was next door (in the other art room) but I often hung out in his room. With one quick lesson, he helped Mary save something that she almost threw away. He may not remember doing this, but his words and actions changed her life….
My First Grade Teacher Must Have Had Stock In Crayola: Guest Post by Mark Kaplowitz
My guest blogger for #TWITS today is Mark Kaplowitz. I started cyber-crushing on MarKap the minute he came onto the blogging scene. Many of his earliest pieces were Gen X type pieces that made me remember lunchboxes and action figures. His writing is punchy and hilarious. I can’t understand why he hasn’t been discovered and published already. I would totally buy his books. (You hear that publishers? He’s already sold one copy!)…
Damage Done: Guest Post by Leonore Rodrigues
Today’s guest blogger is Leonore from As a Linguist. Leonore and I connected because of our love of language, weird words and proper punctuation. As it turns out, we have quite a few real life things in common. We are both pretty OCD, and we both love Wuthering Heights. Wait, I think she loves Wuthering Heights. Now I’m all confuzzled. Wait, that’s a made up word. Leonore might not like that very much….
Those Who Can't Teach: Guest Post by Tamara Lunardo
Tamara Lunardo is my guest blogger today. Where I sometimes get mired in the details, Tarama is a big picture kind of girl. Tamara’s writing is as fresh, edgy and vibrant as she is. Gentle and compassionate, Tamara (pronounced Ta-MAH-ra) is a wonderful read. Note: Just don’t mispronounce her name or call her Tammy or she’ll punch you in the throat. Here is her teacher memory….
Yo tengo el gato los pantelones! Guest Post by Tyler Tarver
I am so lucky to have Tyler Tarver as a guest blogger today. Tyler’s awesome blog is called “chaos meets capitalization.” I wish I thought of that, but that would imply my brain would work like Tyler’s and Tyler’s brain does not work like mine. In fact, Tyler Tarver’s brain does not work like anyone else’s brain. Which might be why I like him so much. He thinks in metaphors. And colors. And he raps. And he teaches. And he is a published author….
Buzz Champion: Guest Post by Kelly K.
My guest blogger today is Kelly K. She has, like, a zillion blogs. Just kidding. Sort of. But seriously, she writes a lot. In real life, Kelly K. has been beyond helpful to me. When I had my meltdown this past summer, Kelly K. was there. She is an amazing “fryber” (my made-up word for a cyber friend) and a fearless writer who is devoted to expressing herself in as many ways as possible. Check out her story about a favorite math teacher. …
Substitute Preacher by Zach Sparer #twits
Today’s guest blogger is Zach Sparer. I first met Zach in 1999 as a student in my 11th grade English class. He was in 5th period. I remember this because 5th period was rough for me. I was pregnant with Monkey, and I was tired. Really tired. In fact, I usually hurled right before 5th period….
A Different Kind Of Punishment #twits
Save Sprinkles is my guest blogger today. And she is writing about her memory of her fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Larson….
Hard Ass by Jessica Buttram #twits
He came to teach at my high school my junior year. The summer before school started, we received a letter in the mail from him with a list of reading material, as well as our first writing assignment, to be turned in on the first day. What? I had attended an academically advanced school since sixth grade, and, though we had summer reading lists, not once did I have to write a paper when I should have been working on my tan lines….
Spot Check
I’m kicking off Wednesday #TWITS: a fancy-schmancy acronym for Teachers Whom I Think Scored / Teachers Whom I think Sucked. It only took me six bajillion hours to think up that one. So here is my middle school memory about one very specific moment. Obviously, I have changed the teacher’s name….